This place will be a memory. I will close my eyes and remember the first apartment. I will remember nora's painting, our two computers, pc and mac... and as good as it is, as good as the white and blue of this room is, I will remember it better. The messes that roll in and out with the tide will be comforting. The air conditioner wrapped in a
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that's the thing about family, isn't it? you can hate them all you want, or just not really want to experience the unpleasant bits, or even unpleasant whole chunks, but you have to. not in the sense of having to spend your whole life with them, but having to know that you're part of the same tree. did you really send that email? it sounds good...
miko
ps: did you get my letter, speaking of missives?
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